#she's so healing ohmygod

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i unlocked another potential comfort character

[amhrosina]

It's Always Been You

Summary: You and Miguel are forced to confront your feelings for one another after a dangerous mission goes awry.

Pairing: Miguel O'Hara (Spider-Man 2099) x fem!Reader

Word Count: 1.9k

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a/n: i cannot stop thinking about this man ohmygod anyways im overwhelmed by the love being shown for my other miguel fic and cant wait to add more to this community!!! thank you!!! (should i do a part two with smut? like friends to lovers first time?? lemme know <;3)

warnings: friends to lovers, arguing, some angst, love confessions!!!!!, reader calls miguel a name, idiots in love tbh, references to a dangerous situation (but no details i kept it super vague lol), starts to get a little suggestive at the end but is like 99% fluff

Miguel was ignoring you. Not in the usual, self-brooding, grumpy way he sometimes did when he was having a bad day, but in the way that told you he was furious with you. Anger had been radiating off of him in waves since your chaotic return to Nueva York a few hours earlier, and you, along with every other Spider-person at headquarters, was avoiding his workspace like the plague. It wasn’t like you hadn’t tried to console him, but you knew, probably better than anyone, that when Miguel wanted to brood, he would. You would try again later, and eventually you’d make him laugh, and the world would right itself again. It always did.

Spider-Woman huffed, plopping into the seat next to yours in the cafeteria, slamming her tray down hard enough to knock your tablet on its side. Clearly, she was upset about something. 

“Is everyone pissed off today?” You asked indignantly.

She glared at you, shoving a bite of sandwich in her mouth before answering.

“Miguel’s being pissy.” She glared at you. “And it’s your fault.”

“I can’t imagine why. We got the guy, didn’t we?” 

“We both know what you did was reckless.” Her glare intensified, and your annoyance shifted to guilt. It was a reckless move, but it worked. 

“He was being torn to shreds. I did what any of us would’ve done. If he has a problem, he can come talk to me about it instead of hiding from all of us like a teenager.”

Her gaze softened. “He has a lot on his plate.”

“So?” You combatted, annoyed all over again.

“So, I think maybe what happened today scared him, and he doesn’t know how to process his feelings about it.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You shrugged, refusing to meet her gaze.

“You’re his best friend, and he almost lost you today. Go talk to him.” She suggested, patting your shoulder. “I think it’ll do everyone some good. And I do mean everyone. He’s scary when he’s mad.”

You shrugged her off, finishing your dinner in silence. If Miguel was so pissed, why couldn’t he come talk to you about it? Why, after years of knowing each other, were you still the one approaching him with an apology? Why couldn’t he just say what he meant for once?

But of course, after you finished your dinner and realized, hopelessly, that the only person you wanted to see was, in fact, Miguel, you huffed and began the trek to his office, where you knew he’d still be brooding.

The tension in the building had lessened after many of the spider-people had returned to their own universes, glad to get away from the uncomfortable elephant in the room, but that didn’t stop your stomach from clenching when you rounded the corner into Miguel’s dim, untidy workspace.

He was hunched over his desk, scribbling something down on a piece of paper. From your position, you had a clear view of the damage that had been done to his back earlier that day. You winced, thinking back to the few seconds of absolute terror you’d experienced when you’d seen the anomaly tearing into Miguel’s skin. The claw marks had already healed a little, now just raw, nasty looking scratches down the curve of his spine. 

He turned at the sound of your footsteps, though he had likely heard you coming since you stepped foot out of the cafeteria. Anger flickered in his cold gaze, but he was still here, decidedly not hiding from you, which was a good sign. You stepped into the workspace, setting the extra food you’d bought for him down before fully turning to face him.

“Hey.” You murmured. “Brought you some dinner.”

His gaze flicked from your awkward stance to the box of food on the table. “Thanks.”

Short. Blunt. To the point. You sighed.

“You’re still mad, then?” You asked, crossing your arms.

“Are you saying I shouldn’t be mad at the stunt you pulled today?” He glared, standing to his full height and towering over you.

“I’m saying you shouldn’t be mad at me for saving your life, asshole.” You looked up at him, refusing to back down.

“I had it under control. It was my anomaly to handle.” His nostrils flared with anger. 

You threw your hands up indignantly. “It was our anomaly to handle, and I handled it just fine! In case you don’t remember, I was good enough at handling myself to be recruited by you for this stupid team!”

“What you did was incredibly stupid. The anomaly could have killed you. Don’t you get that?”

“The anomaly was killing you. I did what I thought was best-”

“Exactly. You did what you thought was best and didn’t think once about the team. You risked an entire universe to show off!” He cut you off, slamming his hands on the desk on either side of you, effectively cornering you.

Your voices had risen considerably since your initial arrival, and you were now inches apart, screaming at each other.

“To show off?” You pushed at his enormous chest, vision blurred with a mixture of tears and anger. “I risked an entire universe to protect you, you asshole! Everything I do is to protect you.”

He grabbed your wrists, easily stopping your arms from pushing him again. 

“You could have died.” He grunted, squeezing your wrists.

“Why do you even care, Miguel? The anomaly was taken care of, just like it always is. We’ll go take care of another one tomorrow, just like we always do.”

“Because I love you, obviously!” He yelled, releasing his grip on you and taking a full step backwards. Stunned into silence, neither of you said anything for a full ten seconds. He began pacing in front of you, hands on his hips, breathing heavily as the magnitude of what he’d just revealed fully hit him. He paused when he heard you sniffle, and began speaking.

“I love you. Can’t you see that?” He asked, stepping close to you. Tears welled in your eyes, and you couldn’t bear to look up at him for fear that it might be a dream, or worse, a cruel trick of his. “I care because I love you, and I almost lost you. I-” he swallowed thickly, “I almost lost it when I realized what you were doing. And when we couldn’t find you after? That was the worst thirty seconds of my life.” He shook his head, clearing the thoughts from his mind. “I can’t lose you. Do you understand that? You’re mine. I can’t lose you, baby.”

You finally lifted your chin, meeting his gaze. He tentatively cradled your cheeks, wiping away the stray tears that had snuck down your face during his speech. 

“I love you, too.” You murmured, nuzzling into his palm. “But you can’t expect me to just watch while you’re being torn to shreds. I had to do something.”

He nodded, though it clearly pained him to agree with you about it. “I know. And I know you can handle yourself. I’m sorry for getting so angry, but you have to understand that your safety is the most important thing to me when we go chasing after anomalies. And I know that it should be saving the universes that we’re in, but it’s not. It’s you, and it’s always been you. Don’t ask me to change that. It will always be you.”

You blinked up at him in stunned silence, nodding. You couldn’t remember when your feelings for Miguel had shifted to something beyond friendly, but you’d never before allowed yourself the fantasy of him loving you in return. It was something you’d come to terms with months ago, accepting that you’d never get to hold him the way he deserved to be held. But now he was standing with you, holding you, begging you to understand that all of his anger has been out of pure, unselfish love for you. 

“I won’t ask you to change that.” You conceded, a small grin forming on your face, “As long as you promise to at least try to stay out of harm’s way.”

“I promise, but you know harm seems to seek me out no matter what.” His grin mirrored the one on your face. He shifted his head down, stopping only centimeters away from your lips. “If I asked you to kiss me right now, would you?”

“That depends.” You breathed, heart thundering in your chest. “Are you going to be this dramatic every time I save your ass, O’Hara?”

He chuckled, cradling your head in his massive hands. “Maybe. Yes. Definitely.”

You shrugged, nodding. “Okay.”

“Okay?” He asked, eyes flicking between your gaze and your lips.

“Okay.” You bobbed your head once and then leaned in.

He captured your lips in an earth-shattering kiss, exploring every inch of what you offered to him eagerly. His hands roamed the length of your body, pulling you fully against his heated skin. You melted into him, pliable to his every whim and desire, going exactly where he wanted you to go, doing exactly what he wanted you to do. Heat coiled in your entire body, poised to erupt at the slightest touch he offered. You reached forward, tugging at the material around his waist. If he wasn’t inside of you soon, you thought you might explode. His hands wandered below your waistband, too, eager to please.

A loud clunking sound from around the corner had you springing apart, panting, overheated, and completely high off one another’s touch. It wasn’t that you were embarrassed to be seen kissing Miguel. In fact, you were planning on kissing him at every moment possible, if he’d let you. It was the fact that you’d very nearly allowed him to strip you naked and have his way with you in his very public office. He seemed to be thinking the same thing, coming to his senses and adjusting the uncomfortable looking bulge in his pants as the sound of footsteps grew nearer.

“Miguel, you’re going to be in an even worse mood if you don’t just go talk to her. I mean, really, you’re both acting like idiots and clearly love each oth- oh!”

Spider-Woman came into view, waving her hands frantically and then doing her very best to hide the smile growing on her face. You shifted your feet awkwardly, trying your best to look like you hadn’t had Miguel’s tongue shoved down your throat ten seconds earlier. Miguel, as stoic and unperturbed as ever, had simply bent down and returned to scribbling on the paper from earlier, which made you involuntarily scowl. He always looked so cool. It was annoying.

“Am I…interrupting something?” Spider-Woman asked, smirking. Clearly, you weren’t doing a great job hiding anything from her. 

“What was that you were saying when you came in? Something about my mood?” Miguel asked, lifting his gaze to hers.

“Oh, nothing!” She grinned, turning on her heels and leaving the room as fast as she had entered it.

Miguel looked at you, suddenly shy now that you were alone together again. “Wanna bet how long it’ll be before she spills the beans to someone about us?”

You barked a laugh. “I’ll give you my entire paycheck if she hasn’t announced it to someone already.” 

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martin blackwood

is

transgender.

(headcanon)

that boy is so trans ohmygod. his ass is liks 6' feet tall and the big structure of his body always helped him with passing. he came a long way from being an insecure fat girl in middle/high school to making peace with his feminity amd embracing his uniqueness by repircing his ears (he had let them heal when he tried to reject everything ever remotely "girly" at 16) and later having tunnels, getting a septum, and finally wearing whatever he liked regardless of the size of his body.

it also fits perfectly into the canonical troubled relationship he had with his mother. of course she wouldnt accept her child was transgender when she already thought of him as lacking. she somewhat made peace with it, but even when martin was an adult and visited her in the hospital, whenever there was even a small sign of acne on his face, or if she decided that her child's voice sounded especially low today, she would make a mean remark about all the terrible effects of testosterone that foreved scarred her beautiful daughter. martin couldnt complain much. his mother was sick, he wouldnt make a scene in a hospital, goddamit! she didnt hate him, she just didnt understand. thats all.

and so it was a bit of a relief when she died, however guilty it made him feel that.

martin would obviously encourage jon when he tried wearing skirts, he even said they could wear matching ones! he loved doing makeup with sasha, painting nails with tim.

that man is the most trasgenderest man to ever transgender and you cant convince me otherwise.

[kenneduck]

not me posting sidlink this morning, but now doodling a mipha and link comic LMAO.

//I'm doodling what I imagine their first meeting would be...//

Mipha is a ditzy nervous kid who got curious about Hylians while Link is like "what the fuck is that fish thing over there"

Then Link makes friend with the weird ass fish girl... goes to her domain and totally befriends all the fish people. There's just a feral Hylian walking around teaching the children how to use a sword. Mipha and Link are besties. I swear Zora's Domain is Link's found family.

Meanwhile Muzu treats Link like the wack ass pet rat they have running around.

I ship AOC Link and Mipha. I just know she's all soft spoken and sweet, but that's after her crush started on him and he went silent with the pressure building. I can definitely imagine the earlier memories between the two was the two laughing and joking about stuff and having a ton of fun as the kids they were. Even with Link getting more pressure as a knight in training. Link took a while to realize his feelings for Mipha. Probably just had a moment where things clicked when Mipha was healing one of his wounds. Link just is like "ohmygod her handisonme I HELP-" (Then there's Mipha who totally realized she had it bad for Link the first time she saw Link with his hair tied back. She was like "wait that's so aesthetically pleasing why is my face burning- OH")

Also the feral Hylian def would crush on the fish lady with spiky shark teeth like she's SO cool. He'd be gushing to his fellow knights in training about this new friend he has and they'd be like "and we thought you eating rocks was weird"

[immult]

wait ohmygod. what if when the hells deal damage both laudna and delilah take it. but only delilah heals from dealing necrotic... so while delilah is building up her own reserve of hit points to become more tangible laudna just gets weaker and more battered bc she only ever took damage. fucked if true.

[trollex-is-gay]

I read your Trolls info post and I'm not much of a Broppy shipper too but view them more as siblings and the angst potential is just hadfjajfhjb

Like imagine a scenario where they're heading back to Trollstopia and they decided to take a rest somewhere mid-travel then some wild creature came out and pounced towards Poppy and Branch's like "GET YOUR PAWS OFF MY SISTER" or something and Brozones are just, there. Staring at their baby brother gingerly carresing Poppy's cheeks checking if she has any injuries like how they used to do towards Branch back before they disbanded. They feel a rush of guilt and jealousy thinking '"that could've been us, that should've been us"

Viva on the other hand is glad and very happy that Poppy had someone - other than King Peppy - take care of her over the years when she couldn't, but there's a sting of jealousy seeing how they interact with eachother but still, she's happy that her little sister has a sibling figure when she was gone.

I love them so fcking much ohmygod

HEY HELLO I LOVE THIS??? Also love that I'm not the only one who prefers the sibling vibe its SO much more interesting honestly. Branch and Poppy spent pretty much most of their later childhoods seeing each other...vaguely. Y'know, just in passing as Branch hid away after his grandmother died. Everyone knows about Branch, but nobody could ever get to him. Poppy probably tried, and then when they go on their big adventure and they bond, they see that they actually can have a really good friendship. That friendship develops into seeing each other as family, they look after each other, Poppy helps Branch connect with society and heal himself while Branch shows Poppy how to tone herself down when her energy is too much. And then they spend years, and we know its been years because there's a holiday special for both the first movie's cast and the second movie with Trollstopia inclusion, being around each other and bonding together. And then they find their real siblings again after all of these years. And it's weird. John Dory asks "So...who's this?" and Branch gets closer to Poppy and narrows his eyes, "This is Poppy, she's my sister."

[aeithalian]

Light Bringer thoughts

spoilers below:

So the fact that Virginia disappeared from the narrative after the first half of the book kinda threw me for a loop, but I suppose if she had gotten a subplot of her own, it would have felt like we were getting pulled from the action too much… because the Darrow/Lyria/Lys*nder side of the story was all one cohesive plot, and Virginia’s POV, had it been maintained, would have added a certain level of unrelated chaos, with the audience getting jerked away to Mars every so often. So while I missed her, I can appreciate why Pierce didn’t include her as much. 

I LOVELOVELOVE getting outsider POVs of Darrow. Our only other one was from Lys*nder in Dark Age. When Lyria hung around and got to really know Darrow was when she was solidified as one of my favorite characters, for the pure merit that she was able to change her perspective from the myth to the man. It made me realize that more people would like Darrow if he wasn’t famous for war. That and I love the stark difference between how Darrow is in his own head and how he is to other people. It’s so much fun. Likewise, an outsider POV of Lyria was equally fun as well. 

Figment. It’s… I don’t know. I think I expected it to have a bigger payout? Or I expected Lyria to have it for longer. Figment was a really cool mystery that didn’t get fleshed out. But then I realized that the story didn’t really need another physically powerful female character. We have Virginia, Victra, and Volga for that. Aurae, Athena, Theodora (RIP), and now Lyria are a new brand of strong female characters that I’m really glad Pierce has gotten into a groove with - strong, empathetic women who don’t need to hold their own in a fight to be respected and awesome in their own rights. So no, I don’t think Lyria will ever be that ‘red god’ character people thought she might become, because that’s not where her strength lies. And who says Figment won’t return? (No, I don’t think Matteo left it in, but who knows)

I honestly wish Volsung Fá had been introduced earlier, I think it would have made him seem like a bigger threat. The fact that he was introduced as Atlas’ puppet, which was supposed to be this huge mystery to the Volk and the Ascommani, is something we knew the whole time, and decreases on the ‘drama’ of it, I think. I’m excited for an adaptation of him, though! The fear that he supposedly evokes is something that I was kinda missing, so I’d be excited to see it on a screen for a bigger effect. 

BREATH OF STONE HOLY SHIT this entire sequence was so good. I actually teared up. I was so excited. The ‘clang clang clang’ “confess”? Daddy Darrow. ohmygod. Darrow rediscovering his roots in the mines of Mars? A spiritual experience. AND he recreated the Trojan Horse moment from Red Rising and it was like a little part of me was healed. It was so good. That moment where he talks about the game he played with Eo as kids really got me because I think this is the first time in a while where he’s looked back on his memories of Eo and not thought about her death and her dream, but her life. I think he remembered why he loved her so much, and it made me like her a bit more too. But the power up moment. So good. Ugh. 

I’m gonna be honest. I saw Cassius’ death coming from a mile away. But it hit me WAY harder than I thought it would. I was never his biggest fan, even in Iron Gold, but I knew I was in for it when he rejected the ‘au’ honorific to Matteo, and I really started seeing his development. And his last words? Gut punch. I’ll never get over that. Formally rejecting Gold? Claiming Darrow as a brother in life and in oath? Declaring solidarity with the Republic? Yes, Cassius. Your honor does remain. 

The fact that Atlas died in this book kinda freaks me out, because I really thought he was going to be the big boss at the end of the story, because Atalantia doesn’t scare me enough just yet. But now that Lys*nder has the Eidmi, I’m getting a bit nervy. Lys*nder was fine before because he was never a real threat. But there’s nothing more terrifying than a man who has all the power in the world and doesn’t know what to do with it. 

My last thought: Fuck Lys*nder. This absolute pisspot. This pubic hair of a being. This man - no, *BOY* - is going to forever taint my idea of the word ‘honor’, not because he has any, but because he is a bastardization of everything honorable people stand for. He can say he has honor over and over again, but when it clashes with his reputation, he always fails to do the honorable thing. Killing your brother? Not honorable. Doing it for a weapon that will let you commit mass genocide? Hm….. not very honorable, methinks.

Predictions for Red God:

Red God is Darrow. No question. The term ‘red god’ has come up before, in direct reference to Darrow in Dark Age (someone was talking to Alexander) and I heard someone saying it might be Lyria, but honestly, I doubt it.

There are still a couple mysteries that didn’t get revealed that I was curious about: in Dark Age, Virginia says that the Pandemonium Chair was only ever used twice, once being on Lysander… so what was the other time? Similarly, when Atlas is getting un-carved from his Helios-doppleganger body, it’s mentioned that this isn’t his first time, and Lysander noted it as unusual. So what’s up?

I still really think that Lyria’s brothers were the snipers Darrow ordered to kill Lysander during the Long Night. We’ll have to see where that goes. 

Eidmi. It honestly feels too simple, and I’m worried that Atlas wasn’t telling the full truth. Bitch didn’t even have a plan for it, but the thing is, he was afraid of Atalantia having it, because he was afraid she would use it wrong. But oh honorable Lysander (please sense the sarcasm) I don’t really think you should be any less afraid of genocide just because you’re the one holding the trigger. I actually think he’ll try to use it on Luna first, but I don’t know if he’ll be able to get it that close to the planet itself. He probably won’t use it on Mercury, because that’s where he’s going to try his major rejuvenation efforts. And he’s more afraid of Atalantia than he is of the Republic, so Mars probably isn’t that high up on his priority list - remember, he thinks Darrow is dead, doesn’t know the Volk, Daughters, and Rim are all flying to protect Mars, and has wildly underestimated the power of the Republic. He might blame it on the Republic, in a last-ditch effort to get any Golds that haven’t claimed a side to do so. It's almost impossible to predict, because Pierce is inherently a very unpredictable author.

The Abomination is an interesting stone left unturned. The thing is, I thought Virginia might have had a chance to turn him good (?) before she tried to kill him, and I thought she actually could have done it if not for Lilath. Maybe she’ll use the PsychoSpike on him, and somehow implant memories of the real Adrius in him so she’ll have a chance to show him the love he didn’t have before. Because I saw someone say the same thing about wiping Lysander’s memories, but I really don’t think Lysander would take any chance he has for redemption, he’s already turned his back on ‘honor’ too many times. The Abomination, on the other hand, probably wouldn’t have done anything wrong had be been guided by a hand other than Lilath’s. I think there’s hope for him. 

I don’t think Rhonna is dead! No body, no death, especially with Pierce. In the Dramatis Personae, she’s described as ‘lost’, not dead. Chekov’s gun, and all that. 

Darrow better not die. Here’s the thing, though. If the Darrow we saw in Dark Age had carried over through Light Bringer, I think Pierce would be setting him up to die. But now that he’s got the Breath of Stone, the Path to the Vale, and the power given to him by letting go of his guilt and worry, it’s setting him up for a happy ending, moreso than I remember ever reading the rest of the series. I think LB!Darrow is the first time we’ve really seen him believe that he could also live. Remember, he’s always thought he’d end his story as a martyr for the Rising/Republic. But now I think he knows he can not just fight for more, but live for more too. Sevro said it well. We’re tired of this shit. Let’s band together so we can start living rather than surviving. 

[allovertheplace-writing]

Demon Slayer

"I want to hold you, dance with you, and I want the stars to be the only witness as I pull you close and drown within you."

Character(s): Rengoku, Zenitsu, Tanjiro, Inosuke, Gyutaro, Mitsuri, Tengen, Shinobu

Genre: Fluff

Type: Headcanon

Description: As you lay down in the grass with your lover, you can't help but express how close you wish to be with them

Warning(s): Gender-Neutral Reader(My Default), Reader is Within the Same Age Range as The Character, Inosuke Gets Called an Idiot, Inosuke Stops Breathing(He's Okay), Low Self-Esteem(Gyutaro), Romantic

I love them ohmygod

   ➢ Rengoku

"Why not do it?"

That was his reply to your tired, lovesick mumble

He offered you his hand soon after with a soft smile accompanying it

"I know I'd like to."

   ➢ Zenitsu

He was deathly quiet for a good minute before his hands rushed to find your own

"Aahh, (Y/n)! You want to be close with me!? So do I!"

It was almost as if he was the sun, beaming and warm

"Ooh, you're so nice!"

He just about knocked you back when he threw his arms around you

   ➢ Tanjiro

A gentle smile tugged at his lips, his reply falling hot against your skin

"I feel the same.."

Despite the flushing of his cheeks, his eyes remained on your face and his hands found home within yours

"And, um...I might know a few dance moves?"

   ➢ Inosuke

"Huh?"

His head tilted sharply at your words before he rushed to stand

"Whaddya mean drown in me!? Do you wanna fight or somethin'!?"

"No, you idiot! I just meant that I love you!"

As if he wasn't just jumping about, his body comes to a complete halt

Wait, is he...

HE'S NOT BREATHING-

   ➢ Gyutaro

"...don't lie."

"I never do when it comes to you."

Though he had originally glared at you, his gaze was now regretful and turned to the daisies that adorn the grass you both had sat upon

"I adore you, 'taro."

He remained quiet, allowing a stiff silence to fall over you both

And it was only when you glanced back to the district that he finally spoke; mumbled

"...sorry."

"It's okay."

He didn't say 'I love you', but he did hold you

   ➢ Mitsuri

She let out a squeal the moment you finished speaking

"You're so sweet, (Y/n)! Ooh, I can't breathe-"

A giggle falls from your lips as she curls up and fans herself, gaze loving

"You can't just say that so casually- especially when we're laid together-"

"If it makes you this flustered, I might just do it again..!"

A dramatic 'nooo' pushes itself from behind her hands, having slapped them to her face

"Love youu~"

"...ove yuh toh!"

   ➢ Tengen + his wives <3

"That'll be hard with the three of us."

"Wouldn't stop me, though!" Suma piped in quickly, draping herself over your shoulders in a hug

"It wouldn't stop any of us." Like a calm melody, Hinatsuru spoke and smiled behind her hand to hide her laugh

Makio slapped Tengen on the arm, "If we can share a bed together, we can dance together too."

You watched as they all grinned at each other, smiling to yourself

"Alright, alright! We can give dancing a go."

The three cheered and you couldn't help but add in a little 'woo!' of your own

And only the neighboring trees bared witness to your groups fumbling when you all finally stood

   ➢ Shinobu

"Maybe once you're all healed."

A whine tickled your throat as you scrunched your face

"But that's going to be forever, Shinobu!"

With a pinch to your nose, she drew close..

"It's just a week, deary."

She pressed her lips to your forehead before shuffling away

"Now...where did I put that medicine.."

"Shinobuu.."

You could see her shoulders shake from your spot on the cot...how rude >:C

[writing-hat]

im actually so obsessed over bending but never breaking. its a really well written long fic, i never lose interest while im reading it. i think ive re read it at least 3 times since i found it last year.

im glad that your also covering the healing that jay and nya have to go through afterwards, three cheers for an even longer fic.

i absolutely love your oc, ava. i think she is really cool and awesome and just really kind and understanding to jay, even after the time reversed and she didn’t technically remember, how she agreed to still see jay because of other people remembering the alternate timeline.

i love that like in most fics, nya and jay don’t instantly tell the others what happened, but they aren’t acting how they normally do, so the others are suspicious. but i like how your handling jay’s side of things, but i NEED him to tell someone else!!!!

all in all, your fic is amazing and i cannot wait until the next chapter comes out!!!!

OHMYGOD

thank you so much ToT)

yes!! how long? i have no idea. but it sure will be an adventure!

I'M SO GLAD YOU LIKE AVA AAAAA!! yes! after hearing the story from almost all the one she knew there would be less doubts for when Jay tells the storuy!

she's obviously not going to be an usual therapist because she'll be close to Jay so she sure is going to be an experience!

I cannot spoil how things are going to go unfortunately!! but there'll be things to make sure they can each face their fears and stuff. it's going to be interesting

Thank you so much again! ;w;)/ and I love your fanarts aaaa <'3 hope I won't disappoint with what's to come!!!

[atlabeth]

i wanna know what happened when percy asked poseidon about his sister.

GIVE ME THE ANGST !!! GIVE ME POSEIDON’S GUILT FOR THE DEATH OF HIS DAUGHTER

give it to me

ALSO OHMYGOD PERCY NEEDS TO MEET MAMA HURRICANE IF SHE’S STILL ALIVE!!! I NEED MAMA SALLY TO BEFRIEND THIS WOMAN AND ALSO HELP KEEP HURRICANE’S MEMORY ALIVE

maybe i'll write a little blurb for it sometime lol because it's awful!!! his kid confronting him about why his sister is dead and knowing he can't give any good reason for why. he definitely has some horrific guilt over it but he spouts some bs like "what comes from the sea always returns to the sea" and percy has to stop himself from fighting another god

and i've definitely had the same thought!! mama hurricane is most definitely still alive but going tf through it (especially after luke dies bc that's basically her two kids dead) and i think that becoming friends with sally would most definitely heal some of that hurt. and she would be so gentle and kind to percy bc she sees so much of her daughter in him and she's so honored by him keeping her memory alive despite never knowing her

[ssreeder]

THIS IS GOING TO BE AN INTERESTING READ SREEDIE BC IVE GOT VAVAVOOM BY NICKI MINAJ STUCK IN MY HEAD RN

hey handsome ;)

I’m back bc you can’t get rid of me ever <3

katara is so real for finding comfort in arbitrary routine. like I’m not following the politeness rules for YOU I’m following the politeness rules for ME so that I feel better >:(

ALSO what I think is really important to remember and usually gets lots in fanon, the fact that zuko like.. literally IS the face of the fire nation in the war for katara. like she has nobody else to project on OF COURSE it’s going to be fucking Rough to overcome her hatred for zuko when he’s literally synonymous with genocide for her. unless there’s somebody else she can realistically focus on (ie. the fire lord is too abstract a concept for her rn), it’s never really gonna get better AND YOU CANT BLAME HER bc how else are you meant to process fear and anger if you have nowhere to direct it (does this line of thinking mean I need therapy sreedie?? answer honestly)

OHOHO look at that sreedie. I’ve gone an anticipated katara’s own musings. I’m so psychic today.

also really depressing that zuko actually does canonically look like his father so like… katara isn’t exactly Wrong to imagine his face

aaaaaand he’s back to normal with the monosyllabic responses !! and anger !! he’s healing so well.

trust zuko to argue about the semantics of life saving lmfao

CRYING WHEN ANGRY IS SO FUCKING ANNOYING I FEEL YOU SO HARD KATARA

not katara accidentally predicting the zukka relationship out of anger T-T

NOT THE “I will be back” NOTE ZUKO PLS

SLAY AANG ILY AANG YOURE THE BEST ZUKKA WINGMAN EVER

ughhh FUCK OFF IROH just say you’re homophobic jfc

YES JEE I’m always in the I Love Jee camp so this is nothing new BUT YES CRITIQUE IROHS HANDLING OF ZUKO

jee is TOTALLY a literature nerd with all the analysis of implications of zukos outfit that he’s doing and I am so here for it

HAIR RUFFLES WIDNWLDNQPXBWFORN THE HAIR FRHDKWE AODKW I am completely calm and reasonable about this.

sokka is like “I’m so good at being subtle about being in love with zuko :D” and zuko is like WE JUST FUCKED IN FRONT OF EVERYBODY MAYDAYMAYDAY

LMAO jee is like FINALLY some drama to become invested in

I LOVE CULTURAL CUSTOMS AHHHHHH I’m such a goddamn nerd ohmygod

YAYYYY TOPH I love toph she’s a ride or die fr

nooooo now I’m emotional about jee. the whole being fire nation first and human being second is a really nice touch though, in terms of world building and reasoning behind why fire nation citizens are so committed to the war effort despite their own suffering bc of it

wait wait maybe I’m going insane rn but WAIT a moment please… so this is what I’m working with: when zukka got separated, sokka became like Both of them?? like they didn’t have each other to balance themselves out, so sokka adopted zukos personality (without the zuko skill set Unfortunately) and conversely, zuko like… Had Neither personality bc he was fucking Dying so he had other priorities. and now both of them are out of whack bc their personality divisions are fucked

OMG RASU telling sokka he groped zuko in front of everyone T-T he’s doing the lord’s work

ohohohoboho rasu knowssssss ʰᵉʰᵉʰᵉʰᵉʰᵉ

THESE BITCHES ARE ENGAGED OMG

DADKODA AND CHANGGGGGGG oh I’m so happy rn. I’m genuinely going to squeal when chang and zuko reunite AND FUCK IROH HE CAN GET FUCKED JEE GET A BETTER LEADER TO DEDICATE YOURSELF TO

anyways :D

I’m expecting zuko and chang to have the most magical long awaited airport reunion imaginable, and if these two bitches DONT hug I’m going to cut all your electrical wires and clog your toilets

KISSES XXXXXX

I have accepted I’ll never be rid of you, so I’ve stopped trying. <3

Haha, I think we could ALL use some therapy lol <3 but as for Katara I think she is allowed to be upset and dramatic because she is 15 and tired. So stop being an asshole Zuko.

I think both Zuko & Katara left that interaction feeling less than satisfied.

I love writing Jee as the man who notices shit. Haha. Why is his collar so high? IDK JEE WHAT DO YOU THINK?!

fucking love Jee

I’m a sucker for details, and unfortunately I can’t always get them all out into the writing but I wasn’t going to CUT (hahahaha GET IT??) the hair lore mwahaha.

Dude Chang and Zuko reunion is long over due but also I might be a dick and just bomb everything before Chang gets close

Why not right?

KISSSSSSESSSSS XOXOXO

[oogaboogaspookyman]

Warning: This Rosetooth (a selfship) fic is SELF INDULGENT AND DIRTY. I AM SO DIRTY AND SORRY

[NICE TEETH]

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A dark night, a quiet night, a calm night, a peaceful night... Just the two of them.

Six is laid down, across her bed, her head on a stack of two pillows as she stares into the phone, scrolling and tapping and sharing... Nothing of interest is going on outside, it's so peaceful and quiet.

Peaceful and quiet, just how she likes it...

But it doesn't last.

The sound of the door to Six's bedroom is heard creaking open.

"hrmm whozzit now..." Six mumbled to herself before she sat up in an instant, almost on reflex, as she left the phone face down on her bed. "Do you want sumthin', luv?" she said with a more positive tone. She just knew who it was right off the bat huh?

Turns out it's V, who just stared at Six... Then the silence broke, "Nope, just wanted to see my favorite little worker, is all~" she shrugged as she walked up to the bed to sit down, next to a giggly and blushy Six giving V a shy thank you. V finds it cute when Six giggles and smiles like that, it makes her armoured core warm up and the shell crack just a little.

V, then suddenly, took note of the phone. It's still under Six's palm, active... Maybe she should speak up about it.

"You should leave that phone be, there's other things to do, way better than that. You could give yours truly that attention too y'know~?"

Six sighed "Thanks, but i just. Don't have the energy to do a lot, other than create and chat and..." She gestured with the phone... "This dumb thing i have a love hate relationship with..." Then set it back down like before. "Sorry luv..."

V gave Six a look, a glare that spells out the words we'll see about that.

"What? It's true! I have no say in this, sorry!"

V glared at her until she looked at Six's teeth... They're sharp. So sharp...

"Can you stay still for a bit?" Six felt a chill down her back and a surge of thoughts bursting into her mind, all of which made her screen fill up in blue.

"It's nothing dirty, you dog!" V chuckled, and Six squeaked in embarrassment, "i knowww i'm just filthyyyyyyy aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa", as she covered her face with her hands. Cute~

V lifted a hand and reached out to Six, moving her hands away before getting to her face, approaching her until her hand perfectly cupped Six's cheek. Her blushy blue face... God her cute little face, if she didn't have the self restraint at this moment she'd kiss her dizzy.

V's thumb moved to the mouth, at that point slowly starting to stretch her lips open to get a better look at Six's teeth. She felt her body growing hotter and hotter by the second, squeaking as a response to her teeth being revealed.

She stared at her teeth. They are so fucking sharp, maybe as much as her own...

"Nice teeth you got there, reeeaaall sharp~"

Six began to squeal in excitement. Not the excitement of getting to ride a roller coaster or playing a new game. God she felt so so SO filthy...

"Ack-!!"

"OOP- OHMYGOD OHMYGOD OHMYGOD I'M SO SORRY I'M SO SORRY I'M SO SORRY ARE YOU HURT???"

Six happened to be so out of her own body and in a very impulsive state, that she felt the feral need to bite something, anything. That something happened to be V's thumb. Which is bleeding oil.

V put her thumb in her mouth to heal the wound, "I'll be fine, just a surface wound..."

Six whined in embarrassment and guilt upon her actions... And carnal desire.

V popped her thumb out of her mouth, fully healed. A string of saliva as she held her hand up and still, making sure Six had a reaction.

Six squeaked as a response to the sight. That thumb could be her... She so badly wanted it to be her.

"Are you pent up? Because of this?" She wiped her mouth... "Wow you got it so bad for me... It's cute~"

"Yeah i'm pent up and you know it you know i am you wanted this you're not any better than meee!!" Six yelled trying to defend herself, and yet V seemed like she has no issue being as dirty as she is.

"In that case..." She swapped her hand to her claws, and placed one on the neck hole of Six's shirt... "Do you want me to help you~?"

Six nodded as she moaned in approval. V could only giggle at her cute little worker girlfriend's reaction. The depravity of you~

"I guess you did have some energy after all, devil slice~"

SO THAT'S THE END OKAY BYE AAAAA

Note that explains a good bit about the fic and why it's public

[youareinlove]

If you're still taking ex stories.... My ex broke up with me bc his parents kicked him out of his house bc of "money problems and things I didn't know about", saying he couldn't "emotionally, financially, or mentally handle a relationship while going through everything" and then continued to talk to me for a month, invited me to his housewarming party (where I got so drunk I threw up bc I was so nervous about seeing him), started slowly not talking to me, then got pissed off that my mom told him off for treating me like that (she shouldn't have done that but honestly she wasn't wrong), and go to like 3 concerts in the next month, buy a Nintendo switch and like 2 guitars and guitar equipment, and get pissed off at me when I finally snapped and told him after he was asking on his Snapchat if anyone would go to a concert with him that he had a perfectly good girlfriend that would've gone anywhere with him but he broke up with me bc he couldn't handle it and he seems pretty fucking fine now. After this we never talked again. He blamed him not wanting to get back together on my mom. Also all the breakup stuff happened the day after me and him went to a concert together. Finally learning I deserve better than him after like 3 months of healing but he was my first boyfriend so I still am sad. But like fuck him.

ok hold on

breaking up with you and saying he couldn't handle a relationship to seem mature while stringing you along is SUCH a classic shitty guy thing to do

him being financially unstable while also going to 3 concerts and buying a bunch of shit he didn't need tells me that his parents were right to kick him out because he clearly was not being responsible in any way

SNAPCHAT? WHAT IS HE, ELEVEN? also trying to get dates to a concert when you were right there ohmygod

glad you realized you deserve better because you do! he sucks and this is absolutely ridiculous behavior. i'm sorry this happened and i promise you will find better than this because the right person is out there and he was not it!

[b-plot-butch]

Hiding by Florence + The Machine is such a Calliope and Dream song

Hi anon!! Florence + The Machine isn’t my usual type of music but your ask made me 👀👀👀 so I listened to the song and ohmygod. I hope you don’t mind if I write a breakdown of some of the lyrics? I…may have gotten a bit carried away. I’ll stick most of this under a read-more because there is simply Too Much.

I think you hide / When all the world’s asleep and tired / You cry a little

ALL RIGHT STRAIGHT OFF THE BAT WE’VE GOT SOME EMOTIONS HERE. I will say it a thousand times, it speaks volumes to me that though Dream is billions of years old and has had a number of lovers, Calliope is the only one he married. As we see in Brief Lives, Dream does sometimes break down. You know that panel of him sitting in his chair with his hand over his face? Yeah. Fuck. As his lover, as his wife, Calliope may have witnessed something like this or at least suspected it. I’m imagining a situation where Orpheus as a young child has an minor accident, and Calliope and Dream have to just. Stop. And cope with the knowledge of his mortality together.

I know that you’re hiding / I know there’s a part of you that I just cannot reach / You don’t have to let me in / Just know that I’m still here

Now this is GOOD SHIT. It goes both ways with these two!!! Dream would never know what it was like to experience the abuse Calliope survived, would never force her to tell him about it. Calliope would never understand the weight of what it means to contain the world’s collective unconscious, to have to be so rigid with yourself to the point of pain. But these lyrics speak to steadfastness. While we don’t see much indication (either comics or show) that they will be there for each other in the future, in the show we see the tenderness between them so clearly in Calliope pressing her cheek to Dream’s, Dream’s eyelids fluttering shut. It’s VERY easy to expand on that and explore in fic and headcanon that they would again forge a supportive relationship—bolstered by the character development Dream has had since their marriage—and work together to try to heal. I’ve written that myself!

I know you’ve tried / But something stops you every time

Hahahahahaha. Oh my god. I am hitting Dream with a stick.

And it’s your pride / That’s keeping us still so far apart / But if you give a little / So will I

HELLOOOOO. Okay, so I know the initial reaction is to probably apply this to Dream, which, yes, he is one proud motherfucker. But I think Calliope certainly has her own share of pride, although not to the extent of her ex-husband. (I’d say in her episode, we see more of the like, self-worth, I-know-what-I-deserve type of pride. Which is good!!! I adore that about her!!!) She did not want to yield over those thousands of years, either. And she will not beg. She will request—may I visit you in the Dream Realm sometime, so that we may finally talk about our son, and grieve him properly?—but she will not beg. But! If Dream gives a little!! So will she!!!

I know I seem shaky / These hands not fit for holding

THESE HANDS NOT FIT FOR HOLDING. JESUS CHRIST. This is, of course, a lyric that shouts and screams Dream at me. I am in pain. I’m thinking of the way he says, “I owe you that much.” The word owe stands out to me—I think it may indicate that he has become aware he did not always treat Calliope as she should be treated, and he feels he has to make up for that in some way. I’m thinking about how he says, “I’ve learnt much in recent times,” and how that suggests he may have been reevaluating his role in Orpheus’s fate. How he could have acted differently. And with that, I think it made him consider Calliope’s reproach in a new way. It doesn’t seem like too much of a stretch to me that Dream would feel like his hands are not fit for holding Calliope’s anymore.

ANYWAY. That was a whole lot of probably incoherent chatter and I hope at least you enjoyed reading it, anon. Anyone reading this, feel free to send me asks about songs that remind you of the characters or dynamics that I post about often. Although I have to say, if it’s a Taylor Swift song I probably won’t listen to it, sorry.

Thanks again for the ask, anon!!!

[dragonsbanecannibal]

Armed and Dangerous: Chapter 1 - Enchanted

Velda and Cambor heaved a sigh of relief as they slunk to the floor. "Velda...What the actual FUCK did you do!?" Cambor snapped at his companion. "I don't know, okay! I don't know!" Velda snapped back. Velda pulled his legs up to his chest and buried his face in his legs as he began to softly cry. "I'm scared Cambor, I don't wanna die. I wanna see dad again." He sobbed  harder as Cambor looked away, feeling guilty. Cambor yelped and threw his arm in front of Velda in a attempt to protect him as a large black shoe slammed onto the wood flooring in front of the hole they were hiding in, Mike had found them. Velda let out a strangled cry as Cambor helped them scramble to their feet and start running. They yelped as they fell as a pair of fingers grabbed Cambor's leg and dragged both of them out from the safety of the hole.

Mike dangled the pair of shrunken boys in front of his face, his expression unreadable. Velda clung desperately to Cambor as Mike held then aloft. Mike lifted a hand and carefully set them down on his palm. Velda clung to Cambor as he shook uncontrollably, tears running down his face. Cambor wanted to reassure Velda that Mike wasn't going to hurt them, but he knew that wouldn't be right. Cambor held Velda closer as Mike continued staring down at them coolly. "W-What do you want!?" Cambor shouted as Velda buried his face deeper into the his chest. Mike didn't respond but instead picked up Velda and held them in before his face. He carefully set them down on a table then open a drawer and began rummaging around through it. His hand reappearing moments later with a bandage dressing and a handful of tiny splints.

"Velda, give me your arm and leg. You're hurt. " Mike said coolly as he approached Velda. "Cambor, Velda, I'll need you to trust me. Okay?" Mike pressed the duo, with a hint of desperation in his voice. "Okay, I trust you." Cambor said as he sighed and stood up, letting Mike pick him up and place him beside Velda. With help from Mike, Cambor managed to patch up Velda. "There, that'll do until Nyx comes back." Mike said as he stood back up. Velda blinked in confusion and looked up at Mike, as the latter placed the splints and bandages back in the drawer. "Mike why...did you help me? I-I've done horrible things to you and the entire Scarlett Team! So why are you being nice to me?" Velda asked as Mike closed the drawer. "Because you're too small to cause anymore damage. You can't even properly defend yourself at your current size. It wouldn't be fair or right." Mike replied as he met Velda's gaze.

Velda sniffled and smiled as the man. "Thank you, Mike." He said as he wiped tears from is eyes. A knock came from the door followed by a voice. "Mike? It's Nyx! You wanted to see me? I brought the medicine like you asked! Is everything ok? Are you hurt?!" A voice called out from behind the door. "Oh! It's unlocked, come in!" Mike called out as he gently scooped up Velda. A teen with long black hair entered, bearing a med kit. She was dressed in a dark rose madder hoodie and gold colored shorts. "Mike? Why'd you call me, you're fine-OHMYGOD!" The teen's face light up as Mike held Velda out to show the teen. "Oh sweetie! You're okay now, I'll patch you up." The girl reassured the tiny.

She pulled out a tiny oral syringe and filled it with a strange green medicine from a bottle. "Here, this'll prevent any infections. It's rather bitter so prepare yourself and say "Ah"." They said as they gently stuck the syringe in Velda's mouth and made them swallow the bitter herbal medicine. "Now I'm going to spray some instant healing medicine so hold still!" The teen reassured the tiny as they removed their bandages and sprayed their wounds. "And there! All better!" They chirped as Velda's wounds finally finished healing. Mike smiled as Velda carefully stretched their arm and leg to check that they were fully healed.

"Hey! I'm back! Where's Jorge and Hawks?" A voice called out as the front door slammed open, making all of them jump. Nyx groaned and Mike growled then snorted, as he pulled Velda and Cambor up to his chest. A man with a bizarre mechanical mandible, a strange but fancy soldier jacket with shoulder pads, and a weird crop top entered the room, bearing groceries. "Ooh! Who're they?" Chewer asked as he set the groceries down on the counter as he snatched Velda from the safety of Mike's grasp. "Ooh! You're so cute!" The man said as he held them up to his face.

Velda tried to scramble back, away from the other's metallic mouth, only to end up backing in his fingers. "P-Please don't eat me! I'm not tasty! I swear!" Velda cried out in a desperate attempt to save themselves. Chewer blinked in surprise, taken aback. "Woah, woah, woah! I'm not gonna eat you, I just wanted to look at you!" He reassured the tiny, looking a bit hurt as he handed Velda back to Mike. "Hey, it's okay Chewer. He didn't know! Your prosthetic is rather scary...at that size and without context." Nyx reassured with a pat on the back. "That's a prosthetic?!" Velda asked, visibly dumbfounded, which made Chewer perk up. "Yeah! A firework blew up in my mouth, but I'm all patched up now!" He admitted, a little embarrassed. Velda look at Nyx in befuddlement, who responded with a shrug and a "I don't know" expression.

"Anyways, I'll start making dinner." Nyx chirped as she hopped onto her feet and headed into the kitchen to start cooking. Now that they had calmed down, Velda could see that Nyx had a pair of ears and two tails that swished behind her. Mike got up from his position and followed Nyx into the kitchen, handing Cambor and Velda to Chewer. "C'mon I'll show you Jorge and Hawk!" Chewer chirped as he headed upstairs. "Hawk! Jorge! I'm home!" He called out to a empty hallway. He suddenly crouched as two tiny figures ran up to him. Both has semi long black hair, freckles and heterochromia. But that was the only part that looked similar, one had on a weird vest with shoulder pads, a strange crown, gold bracelets, heavy eyeshadow, brown pants and boots. The other was wearing a teal and black sleeveless with gold accents, a lighter teal and gold fedora, brown pants, and a pair of all black sneakers.

Chewer beamed proudly as they climbed into his open hand and onto his shoulder. "Dinner's ready!" Nyx called upstairs. "Coming!" Chewer shouted in response, hopping down the stairs eagerly, into the kitchen, and his seat. Nyx placed the dinner she had been cooking one by one in front of everybody, before taking a seat. The meal consisted of a bowl of tomato soup, and a grilled cheese with eggs. "Thanks! It looks and smells delicious!" Chewer chirped happily before digging in. Velda, Mike and Cambor shared a concerned look but dug in. All three gasped at the delicious flavor of the food and eagerly devoured the food.

"Damn, that was delicious. Dare I'd say, that was the best thing I've ever eaten." Mike said as he leaned back in his chair and stretched. Velda yawned as Cambor stood up and stretched, clearly trying to stave off sleep. "You tired?" Chewer asked Mike as he rubbed his eyes, he groaned and nodded in response. Chewer stood up and scooped Mike up with one arm, holding him close to his body. He carefully scooped up the tinies and headed upstairs with Nyx in tow. Mike leaned against Chewer's chest, listening to his heartbeat and slowly falling asleep.

[lesbiandarvey]

psych <3 (for the tv show ask thing)

oh dope okay thankyou 💖

favorite character: shawn. i mean

funniest character : woody ohmygod i love how kurt fuller is zachariah telling dean hes the micheal sword and giving him stomach cancer on spn and on psych hes like. the coroner who draws on cadavers

best looking character: juliet. 14 year old me thought “i want to be her soo bad cus shes so pretty and shes so cool…. this certainly doesn’t mean anything about me”

3 fav ships: none i dont really “ship” anything on psych. im not wild about shawnjuliet cus he spends the whole series lying to her even when they’re sleeping together that’s hard to watch and root for. i guess if pressed i would say shawngus but its not something i really think about

least favorite character: i mean i guess henry. and not really in a “hes an abusive father throw him away” mentality in more of i think henry was under explored and could have used a lot more of it. cus i mean the relationship between henry and shawn we saw on the show was very much “shawn was being childish when he thought it was wrong henry locked him in the trunk of a car at 10 years old but really henry was just teaching him valuable life skills” and i would MUCH rather it have been acknowledged as an abusive relationship but that they can still grow and change. and obviously they weren’t gonna do that henry’s a cop and the show had to make sure everything the cops did was completely justified but i think it would have been a lot more interesting if they gave more credence into the emotional and physical abuse henry inflicted on shawn but them still being able to grow and heal

least favorite ship: i dare not speak🤐

why i watch it: oh its so fun!!! love the case of the week basis and the fun campy aspect. friday the 13h is one of my favorite episodes. and it’s like a classic mid 2000s broadcast television show it even has a title sequence!

why i started watching it: i can’t remember why but when was 2012 i was 14 and it was after track practice lol